12:15 A.M.-Beginnings of a horrible migraine strikes the right side of my head.
1:00 A.M.-Go up to bed, to find 2 yr old having an asthma attack.
1:05 A.M.-Give daughter 2 breathing treatments with nebulizer.
1:20 A.M.-Remember that Albueterol makes 2 yr old hyper.
1:21-4:50 A.M.-Deal with daughter bouncing around on my bed.
4:51 A.M.-Daughter has another asthma attack. (I am now going on 21 hours of no sleep.)
5:00 A.M.-Give daughter breathing treatment #3.
5:10 A.M.-Hope that daughter is tired enough to sleep...put her in her own bed.
7:30 A.M.-Alarm goes off. I curse.
7:31 A.M.-Hear daughter from her room...another asthma attack.
7:32 A.M.-Run to daughter's room to find her laying on the floor, gasping for air...her floor and bed covered in throw-up. She is floppy and getting lethargic. Seriously consider calling 911.
7:33 A.M.-Josh dresses her, while I give her another breathing treatment.
7:50-8:00 A.M.-Instruct Josh on what 6 year old needs for school and Halloween party, apologize to 4 yr old because Mommy is going to miss her Halloween program, feed 1 yr old breakfast and call sister-in-law to come help get everyone ready and dress up 4 yr old.
8:07 A.M-Leave for Primary Children's Hospital.
8:08-8:50 A.M.-Drive to hospital with 2 yr old in front seat (I know, I know, she doesn't normally sit there) so that I can make sure she is still breathing okay. Croupy cough develops.
8:51 A.M.-Arrive at Primary Children's Hospital.
8:53 A.M-Put 2 yr old on scale...as she spreads her legs and pukes on her feet.
8:55 A.M.-Oxygen is okay, but temperature of child has now soared to over 103.
9:00-11:58 A.M.-One dose of steriods, one nurse dressed like a duck, one chest x-ray, four well-earned stickers, one dose of motrin and one dose of tylenol later...Croup. Add that to the poor kid's asthma and you have major breathing issues. We are sent home with a prescription for steriods for tomorrow morning and orders to give her breathing treatments every four hours.
Noon-Call husband and update him. Let him know that I am going to stop to feed the child, now that she can eat without fear of aspirating.
12:01-12:50 P.M.-Drive straight home after daughter passes out from exhaustion. I can't bring myself to wake her, even to eat.
12:51-2:30 P.M.-Get home and realize I don't feel that well. Try to take a nap...to no avail. Josh goes to store to get her steriods. $4.00 for two tiny, little pills. Bastard insurance company.
2:31-5:00 P.M.-Complete chaos in the house to dress 3 little witches, 1 little vampire, 1 GI Jane and 1 GI Joe. Drive to Grandma's house. Realize that I really don't feel good.
5:01-8:30 P.M.-Hang out at Grandma's house, give daughter another treatment, Josh takes other kids out to raid the town,start feeling really, really sick...CRAP...I'm coming down with strep again!
8:45 P.M.-Get home and still have to bathe 4 make-up covered kids, and carpet clean the 2 yr old's room.
10:20 P.M.-Children are in bed sleeping, Halloween candy is hidden...and it is too late for Mommy to go to Urgent Care.
10:20-11:30 P.M.-I haven't worked at all today, so I get a few reports done.
11:30-Midnight-Sit on the couch trying not to swallow my spit (yeah..sorry..that was graphic) and wish that I could gather up the courage to swallow some Tylenol. Thank God that this horrible day is over! :)